In the past I have thought that blog posts should be long, drawn out affairs of the consciousness, epic conflicts of the soul painstakingly splayed onto the (web)page, thoughts and arguments drafted and revised until perfected and ready for instant communication to anyone in the world with a mind and a machine.
It takes too long to do that once a week. To craft such a thing every seven days, while one lives as a mere mortal, is an undertaking of deep reflection on each and every one of the seemingly trivial coincidences that season the day-to-day of an ordinary life. But an ordinary life leaves little time for this. When one has a religion, a marriage, children, and a profession, there are few moments for quiet meditation, and certainly not sufficient to admit serious reflection and composition every 168 hours.
So this post will be brief, and many future posts may also be so. And the post is this: God has given us so many beautiful things to see, hear, smell, taste, touch, think, feel, investigate, ponder, absorb, capture, appreciate, believe, imagine, apply, embrace, and love. The irony is that He created so much of it. As we get older and begin to comprehend the magnitude of His creations, we start to realize that we’ll never know it all, we’ll never experience it all.
And when we realize that we’ll never get to everything, we start to think that, maybe, if we worked a little bit faster, a little bit more efficiently, we could get to more of it. So we start to run, trying to osmose it all at once. But this works against us. Instead of experiencing His creations, we see them through a glass, darkly, and discern their form but do not comprehend their substance, like watching a cinematic masterpiece on a 10 inch black and white TV with no sound~
